InsaneMastermind - R.I.C.O Remix Ft. Enock lyrics

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InsaneMastermind - R.I.C.O Remix Ft. Enock lyrics

{Mastermind} On that meek milly lowkey it's a drake beat, all bout the bread live for dough like a bake sheet You couldn't take heat no way you'd face me, cookie cut rhymes but you late to the tasting Ugh, flow rich as c**aine, don't take it slow mane Im hot like it's propane, my b**h bald need rogaine, get bucks like I'm cobain Boy, never could take it, i'm sick of these statements I see that you shaken when you get a break in and all that you see is the high schoolers vapin' Ha, you scared of these hooligans, you might show your tool to kids But the ruling said shoot again you could spend two to ten droolin inside of the newer pen {Enock} I had to fly down to get this message delivered to you peasants Pleasantries thrown out the window as I'm driving by with a present Pray to God that these obsessions don't take me I'm going to heaven You sitting pa**enger as I'm writing down this unholy blessing Toast to the message no weapon shall prosper against my addressing So please pa** the pen and the quill for directing you n***as to hell and… n***as be whining like Helen Keller on the toilet and messing Filling your vest up with lead please don't step to the reverend's blessing {Mastermind} You never could spit sh** with energy, you on those beats spitting digiorno Cause you ain't got no damn delivery, you spit soft as dudes after p**no You ain't even inside of my eidetic memory, lost like decaprio every award show You said you could beat me defeat no retreating but how come i'm standing while you on the floor tho You naked and b**hing like who*es go, i'm making predictions like horoscopes I'm baiting these chickens to war bro, you better believe that i'm more pro f** all the bragging im puttin out, i'm boutta be catching that foot in mouth But i'm still finna spit that i entered your b**h, cause i'm waiting to see what you'll do about it {Enock} Im tryna f** Halle Berry and marry but only for profit I'm stitching up my opponents because they had came back and lost it Caught in the calling, making you nauseous, bleeding and coughing And asking for pardon while I strike a bargain With devil I'm arming myself to teeth like I'm Rambo exhausted Whatchu doing making real rap like Hopsin or playing with arson I know which I am involved in so please stand up toast for the promise Im married to the game but lost it when I had found out it was heartless {Mastermind} Don't care if i never hit most sold, just hope i at least hit most pirated The ice that i'm getting feel so cold, the snow could feel chills when i ride with it Why the f** you always lying b**h, seen you flirt on the web like it's spider dick But you ain't know that i was writing sh**, turning paper to gold like king midas did Got these bars coming at you like tyga did, to that one tranny p**no star's irises Got this fire to light up the night a bit, we can camp out and look at the sky and sh** Contemplate our existence on this world, think about things through our life we did Or we could just stay and get high, just like every other damn night we lived {Enock} f** a b**h up on the weekend I'm tweaking and asking for seasons And pleading the reason it's time for your weekend is time to upheave it Cause I'm black as beavus and your back to reeking so chill with the peeking Ah, I see you looking at the nice rhymes of a nice guy with a nice tie I see you peeking at the last rap I had spit that k**ed your whole pack So stop with these hoes back tryna blow facts Like a bl**job you ain't really know that like you know fax so uphold that Put em in the coffee for the profit cause its time to get my bars back {Mastermind} It's me with your boy yeah we back again, know what we stand for like acronyms You tappin out while we tappin in, like we tryna spy on your lack of friends Looking scared like a bad acid trip, tryna find b**hes to slap and sh** You think that i'm joking just wait for the choking like you got on stage tryna rap and sh** I'm next to gucci like gotti's tape, I think that y'all should be potty trained Cause the sh** that you droppin ain't making a splash i would never agree that we are the same Charlemagne, enock, insane, which two are really the gods in here Which two could really get thoughts from air, wish you could get with the awesome pair

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